Each year I’ve lost friendships- many of them dropping like flies, many of them not being as vital as I made them out to be. It reminds me of the impermanence of life & the flexibility I actively work on in my life. Recently a very close friendship of mine came to the end of its road and I felt this so deeply for the reason being that we were the inseperable kind, able to exist in each other’s silence, and we carried the same burdens.
After a few falling outs and trying to put the pieces back together I knew it was time to let go since we’ve outgrown eachother. In a way, we were no longer conducive to the wavelengths we were parting on. Nobody talks about how friendships also carry a type of love that is difficult to lay down.. It carries the same type of gut-wrenching grief of losing a loved one. Strangers again.